Chapter 7: Cameron's Executive Decision
THREE WEEKS LATER...
Sheila and I stood in an elevator at a California Skyscraper.
We rose 70 floors before the doors opened and we entered a long corridor.
At the end of the corridor stood a large mahogany door.
As we reached the door, it automatically opened and closed behind us.
Inside the ample doors was a huge office with an unrestricted view of the city of San Diego.
I stood in front of the desk in an extremely nervous state.
Suddenly, the black leather chair behind the desk spun around and before us was the strikingly beautiful blonde Cameron Diaz, all 5 feet and 9 inches of her.
She was dressed in a very glamorous yet professional business suit. She wasted little time and got right down to business.
Cameron: It's nice to meet you, Brad. Good to see you again, Sheila.
Brad: Ditto.
C: Now, I would first like to thank you for taking part in our study... And I would also like to say that on a personal level that I am very pleased with your progress through this project.
B: Thank you very much.
C: But, I am afraid that we are going to have to terminate this project.
B: What?
C: There is a lack of funding for this project and we are afraid that the FDA will deny our request for a patent.
B: Pardon my French but, fuck them in the brain...this pill works and it's gonna be better than Viagra.
C: If we send it to market in it's current form, celebrities are gonna get raped left and right.
B: Not if you make a few modifications...
C: I'm intrigued...
B: Quite simply...lower the potency and change the effects...the user isn't transported through time and space to fuck the celeb...they are tricked into believing that their partner is that celebrity...it's all about their own mental processes and their own fantasies.
C: You are a genius. I'm going to get R&D working on that for us...if it works, you are going to be rich and more famous than you already are.
I smiled and flashed her a suggestive smile.
B: Cami...have you tried sex with these pills yet?
C: No.
B: I think you should.
C: Care to give me a live demo?
B: Alright...where?
C: Right here.
Cameron carelessly cleared off her desk and turned to Sheila, who was seated next to me.
C: Sheila...don't you have something to do.
S: Right away, Ms. Diaz.
Sheila quickly left and shut the door as she left.
As soon as the door slammed, I went into action.
I grabbed Cameron and laid her flat on her desk.
She stuck out her tongue as I dropped a pill on it and watched it dissolve in seconds.
I pulled down and kissed her hard, dancing with her tongue.
As we kissed, I began to tear at her elegant Versace jacket, popping each button with simultaneous precision.
After I had made curtains of her $1000 Versace jacket, I found a small tube top covering her liberal cleavage yet the small top cut off about 3 inches above her striking navel.
I started at the bottom of her stomach and began to kiss my way up her body in an extremely slow fashion, making her sweat in anticipation.
As I reached the tube top, I tore it with one quick slight of hand.
Suddenly, I found myself staring at her breasts, as they were seemingly perfect.
She caught me staring and screeched for me to get back to work...and I resumed my lip service of everything above her equator.
After a few more minutes, I reached her breasts and I began to delicately tease them.
I started by using the tip of my tongue to stimulate her bright pink nipples and bring them to full attention mode.
As soon as they were standing, I bit them and she released a shattering moan of pain and pleasure.
She continued to moan every so often before exclaiming-
"God...what did we put in these things..."
Just then, she inhaled and released another, much larger orgasmic scream.
She stopped me and recuperated for a moment before knocking me to the floor.
She grabbed for my crotch and tore a big hole in my pants. As I tried to move my hands to her incredible ass, she slapped my hands away and jolted back.
"Bitch, you are mine...you will not touch me unless I let you."
She stood up and reached for her telephone.
She ripped the connection cord from the wall jack and the phone, double knotting it around my wrists.
With me restrained, Cameron had nothing to stop her from the great sex that she had been dreaming of for days.
She started at the top of my neck and unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my six-pack and tanned physique.
Then, she began to tongue her way down my chest, much like I had done to her moments earlier.
I was honestly enjoying the idea of being restrained because it was something that I had not seen until this point of my journey.
I closed my eyes and had almost drifted off to sleep when the zipper of my pants went down.
I felt a cold set of fingers run across my cock and I immediately opened my eyes.
